tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post3308303861205371877..comments2018-02-21T14:14:22.253-06:00Comments on Confessions Of A Laundry Goddess: In 1968Susie Clevengerhttps://plus.google.com/117494926795694884152noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-68641999550589296832017-07-13T04:55:18.708-05:002017-07-13T04:55:18.708-05:00I love this, Susie.I love this, Susie.Marianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04030161532713347225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-69716402259884698062017-07-11T05:24:07.710-05:002017-07-11T05:24:07.710-05:00A lovely capture, Susie.A lovely capture, Susie.ayalahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13243362803799877014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-68378089003276358072017-07-10T21:22:03.331-05:002017-07-10T21:22:03.331-05:00this is so real it carries us back to another tim...this is so real it carries us back to another timerhymeswithbug.comhttps://rhymeswithbug.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-64031395149173252202017-07-10T19:57:14.424-05:002017-07-10T19:57:14.424-05:00I often have to remind myself that broken or speci...I often have to remind myself that broken or specially cut glass can make beautiful images when set in lead. I totally relate to this wonderful poem! Beautiful work.Toni Spencerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04200564195675794747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-2241798009597681512017-07-10T17:18:38.832-05:002017-07-10T17:18:38.832-05:00stunning from start to finish stunning from start to finish WildChild47https://www.blogger.com/profile/05903357601592060653noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-58832516461098225772017-07-10T07:58:35.352-05:002017-07-10T07:58:35.352-05:00beautiful poem....congratulations!
1968 was a spec...beautiful poem....congratulations!<br />1968 was a special year....Antoniohttp://antoniodelsol.blog.tiscali.itnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-36306201942687520272017-07-09T17:21:20.924-05:002017-07-09T17:21:20.924-05:00&quot;feral glass, waiting for the next shattering...&quot;feral glass, waiting for the next shattering&quot;. Wowzers, you know how to Use Your Words. Wonderful, Susie. And I love the happy ending! which was a beginning and still going on.......Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-60728383961673346252017-07-09T12:54:38.169-05:002017-07-09T12:54:38.169-05:00That is just the best kind of fall there can be.That is just the best kind of fall there can be.Fireblossomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-30645457208758172012017-07-09T07:15:02.064-05:002017-07-09T07:15:02.064-05:00This took me back so many years and yet I regret n...This took me back so many years and yet I regret not one moment of them as I stood tapping my feet to the beat of the band that stranger to me now.Old Egghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-37662547283746402712017-07-09T07:01:26.123-05:002017-07-09T07:01:26.123-05:00I especially love the final long stanza, Susie--an...I especially love the final long stanza, Susie--and I remember well the flashing brilliance and destruction of those times from which we emerged in all our broken glass glory.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-5689464435285870932017-07-09T05:54:06.594-05:002017-07-09T05:54:06.594-05:00What a wonderful way to remember the moment and th...What a wonderful way to remember the moment and the one who caught you up as you fell. This poem is so romantic, without sentiment, authentic and heartfelt.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-37812607724504529752017-07-09T03:52:41.447-05:002017-07-09T03:52:41.447-05:00&quot;Naïve had long been plucked from fragile lea...&quot;Naïve had long been plucked from fragile leaves, but I blushed the virgin pink of a first kiss&quot; ... this is so beautiful!Sanaa Rizvihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06681404650477409830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-22410051928306903802017-07-09T02:06:10.752-05:002017-07-09T02:06:10.752-05:00I love this poem, Susie! Especially the lines:
&#3...I love this poem, Susie! Especially the lines:<br />&#39;Naïve had long been plucked<br />from fragile leaves, but I blushed<br />the virgin pink of a first kiss&#39;<br />and<br />&#39;I was feral glass, boot high,<br />waiting for the next shattering&#39;.<br />Kim Russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16668459794787447606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-85401199432717388062017-07-09T00:43:09.698-05:002017-07-09T00:43:09.698-05:00Somehow all your image tied so much into my image ...Somehow all your image tied so much into my image of 1968. To have been part of that is like a creation process through destruction. A mended heart is so much more beautiful brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-45128189926847771662017-07-08T22:47:01.624-05:002017-07-08T22:47:01.624-05:00In this world of chaos and dead ends, a voice that...In this world of chaos and dead ends, a voice that teaches us how to guide ourselves is the greatest of gifts. Yay, for your Prince. Magaly Guerrerohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18295455026184103230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-42196518153712285982017-07-08T20:56:43.008-05:002017-07-08T20:56:43.008-05:00Ah... those times, so rich. Now there in a garden,...Ah... those times, so rich. Now there in a garden, ever to bloom. Thank you. Martin Kloesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10771221303362098153noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-62834762772653318202017-07-08T20:47:07.987-05:002017-07-08T20:47:07.987-05:00I love the idea of being boot high--so many undert...I love the idea of being boot high--so many undertones in that == and overtones--I am picturing Nancy Sinatra! Thanks, Susie--super sweet. k. Outlawyerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15698845661756444061noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-26111731207955762982017-07-08T19:19:44.483-05:002017-07-08T19:19:44.483-05:00you were a place of roots, sunshine,
a prince guid...you were a place of roots, sunshine,<br />a prince guiding my heart to my own rescue<br /><br />How lucky to have someone who had extended a helping hand when one was in real need!<br /><br />Hankkaykualahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03240206222973305395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-9394394718794175392017-07-08T17:21:34.621-05:002017-07-08T17:21:34.621-05:00&quot;but I blushed
the virgin pink of a first kis...&quot;but I blushed<br />the virgin pink of a first kiss.<br /><br />Born female in a stone garden<br />I was feral glass, boot high,<br />waiting for the next shattering&quot;<br /><br />Swoon.plumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10696226083054497946noreply@blogger.com